Hello everyone, I just wanted to inform all I have threads with that I will be gone from this coming Wednesday through Sunday. I won't be able to post consistently if at all during this time, but I will try to make up for it next week! I am sorry for the inconvenience to everyone.

Granted that most of you won't know me or remember me, but I've had a few matches here and there some time ago. Well I think its time to become a regular around here and try to have some fun again, but at the same time keep coming back. Anyway I think its time to jump into some matches with Zoe Taylor, my mud wrestling character from Australia and get her back into the squared circle. Furthermore I will update my characters as I think some proper changes need to happen.

She's talked about him before, saying how she admired his strengths and skills as a wrestler. Even if he wasn't, she considered him a veteran. And now tonight, she was going to face off against him. Juniper Nayle was fighting Clyde Gaston tonight. Juniper was seemingly causing quite a stir since her start at the AFW. Challenging champions, joinig a faction, kidnapping, and all sorts of things like that.

Backstage, the redhead's grin couldn't be wider as she bounced on the balls of her feet. This could be her chance to really show everyone that she could keep up with the top tier of the AFW. When Nirvana's "Breed" began to blare over the speakers of the arena, it was time for action.

Running out on that stage, Juniper threw yer hands high to embrace rue cheers of the crowd. She then proceeds to run down the ramp and take a bug jump into the ring. She lunges over all three ropes and rolls up to her feet. Letting the song play a bit more, Juniper went to her corner afterwards, waiting for the cowboy.

After Juniper's entrance finished, "No Compromise" by Rebel Meets Rebel began to play throughout the arena as Clyde stepped out onto the entrance stage, grinning widely with hands raised above his head as he was greeted by the cheering crowd. Clad in his long black ring tights with matching boots and pads on his elbows and knees, along with white tape on his wrists, he strolls down to the ring, high fiving fans along the way befoer sliding into the ring where he look across to see his opponent standing in the corner across from him."Heh! Hope yer ready ta' rock, baby! Yer in fer one heckuva ride!" He boasted proudly, extending his fist out towards the girl who was quite tall and built in comparison to tight bodied but more slender Clyde, but it didn't bother him. He continued to smile eargerly at Juniper as he bounced on his feet, eager to get started.

There he was. The famous/infamous Clyde Gastin. Juniper watches him come down the ramp and into the ring to face her. "Who, me? I'm always ready for a fight!" She walked forward to do something both intimidating and something personal for herself. Standing before Clyde,

Juniper showed the both of them that he was surely shorter than him. "Heh, I thought you would be taller, like how I saw you in TV...." She turns around to walk back to her corner, swaying her hips and bottom. "Buuuuut, I guess not.~"

"Rock on then!" Clyde beamed with a wide grin when he heard Juniper say she was always ready for a fight. Now that was an attitude he could get behind! But when she started walking towards him, Clyde would straighten up and meet her half way. He pushed his chest out towards her while he looked up at the taller girl, showing her that her height had no affect on him. None. It wasn't until she talked about how taller he looked on TV did Clyde... Deflate.

"...." His face drooped a bit before his cheeks puffed and grew slightly red as he watched Juniper turn away and begin to sway those ample hips of hers. Clyde flushed deeper for a moment as he watched her walk away before he wrinkled his nose and readjusted himself.

"You think havin' a few inches on me is gonna change a thing, missy?" He quipped while bouncing on the soles of his feet, ready to get started as the bell finally rang.

She walked back to her corner, knowing hat she haf already took the first swing of the match. A blow aimed at Clyde's ego. Her hips sway like a metronome, back and forth, as she made it back to her corner. He asked her if she thought height made the difference.

"Ehh, not too much. If its enough of a difference, then yes. But, I think that red face of yours is telling me otherwise about your chances." The help rang loud and clear. Juniper raised her hands and approached Clyde. "Oh by the way, the name is Juniper. Remember it."

"Oooh." Clyde muttered as Juniper talked about the red on his face. She was one heck of a tease. He kind of liked that.

The bell rang and Clyde got his hands up. "Juniper... Nice ta' meetcha. I'll remember it." He responded to her before going in to meet her in the center of the ring, putting a hand on the back of her neck while the other rested on her shoulder, pushing against her as they started a collar-elbow lockup

She locks up the same way with Clyde as he did with her. A smirk on her face, trademark to Juniper, shows itself before the man. "Good....You're gonna need to tell the hospital who sent ya!"

Juniper sent her knee up towards Clyde's stomach while he was distracted by locking up with Juniper up top. Although her knee could be quickly countered if a pro like him were sure to keep all guards up. Even from an attack like that from below.

"Heh! Big talk, lets see if ya can do it!" He snapped as he locked up with Juniper, locking eyes and arms with her and holding her still in the center of the ring before a sudden knee lift caught him in the gut.

"Ooof!" He took the blow and was forced on his toes, slumping forward in front of Juniper.

Swinging her knee upwards, Juniper caught Clyde and forced him to stand on his tippy toes. The redhead laughs, feeling his grip on yer neck loosen with the incoming pain. Juniper let go of Clyde and joins her hands together above her head.

She then attempted to throw them down rot a double axe-handle in Clyde's back. This would pinn him between her knee and hands.